I did once, back when I was a rebel. Still a rebel but I got to earn a living too so no time for poems
lol....this is not great reading but this was it... Mickey Mouse Mickey mouse mickey mickey mouse Near ashtavinayak is her house She is clam, She is quiet, She is simple, But she never had a pimple only dimple, She wear punjabi, she wears skirts, but never wears saree and blouse mickey mouse, mickey mouse, mickey mickey mouse She come on cycle , but not in the college, keeps her mouth open always, like a tape without pause.. Mickey mouse, mickey mouse, mickey mickey mouse. ------------- Don't blame the poet please , lol
I'm happy to notice that all of you have imagination and inspiration to write poems! I've read a few of your creations and I must say you have talent! I guess high-school was the most inspired period in a lifetime for writing our thoughts...
yeaa... checkout my very recent site.. proseandpangs.com I know the design sucks, also there's no SEO and other gibberish .. and it needs sooo much work before it makes me my first penny,, but the poems are readable.. temme how you find them.
hi, I do write poems,if u want you can read a sample...... dreams never die What anyone could do to your dreams? Dreams are like untitled poems You don’t know where will it begin and where will it end It’s within you…nobody can take them away To pursue or block is up to you When you move in the walk of life On a nailed road or a flower filled path It hurts or cherishes Let the scars of life spell out the stories Even if it orders to “end your dreams†Don’t allow anyone to whip away your dreams Sometimes there’s so much to say; too little to think But sometimes there’s so much to think; too little to say Neither speak nor think but Be busy with your endless dreams Like a phoenix bird which rises out of the ashes again and again Let your dreams rise again and again from within I vowed I’ll dream again… I’ will not allow my dreams to be erased…. I started dreaming………….. shiny
Some thoughts. First of all, just write. If you want to write better, 1. Live fully. Be in the world, fully. Do not shrink from a single moment. 2. Be untiring in seeking to record that experience of living truthfully. When you see a sunset, is it "beautiful," or is it the color of burst pomegranate? Does it "shine," or do its rays slash a hangar cloud, swords of glass? Develop an untiring dissatisfaction with hackneyed words that do not accurately record what you truly think and feel. 3. Realize you are expressing experience, and not words. Fall in love with the world, and not the words you use to express that world. Words are symbols used to express experience. They have weight, and metaphorical power. Resonances ripple from them, like a pebble dropped into a still pond. But it is the pond you want to express, and not the words. 4. As language is the tool of writing, and poetry is a distillate of that language, master it. You cannot express sensation using language if you are at the same time struggling with the rudiments of that language.
Hi, I do write poems ...here is a sample dreams never die What anyone could do to your dreams? Dreams are like untitled poems You don’t know where will it begin and where will it end It’s within you…nobody can take them away To pursue or block is up to you When you move in the walk of life On a nailed road or a flower filled path It hurts or cherishes Let the scars of life spell out the stories Even if it orders to “end your dreams†Don’t allow anyone to whip away your dreams Sometimes there’s so much to say; too little to think But sometimes there’s so much to think; too little to say Neither speak nor think but Be busy with your endless dreams Like a phoenix bird which rises out of the ashes again and again Let your dreams rise again and again from within I vowed I’ll dream again… I’ will not allow my dreams to be erased…. I started dreaming…………..